The vengeful spirit glared with a pair of unfocused, deep and dark eyes, without any whites. Her entire eyes were black and gray. She grinned, revealing a row of pitch-black teeth. Her extended hand had very long, sharp nails aid at Little Taotie’s fair little face.
Little Taotie remained calm and let her swat around aimlessly.
Only to see the sharp nails pass through Little Taotie’s body, unable to harm her in the slightest.
Little Taotie giggled mischievously, "Sister, you’re already a Ghost, not an Evil Spirit, so you can’t hurt !"
Resentnt coiled up, and the Ghost was furious, pouncing at her once again.
The little one sighed, sounding mature beyond her years, "Alright, let help you."
Her chubby little hand reached for the swirling resentnt, pulling it apart like unwinding a ball of yarn...
Unwind it, unwind it...
The fierce and hideous vengeful spirit gradually revealed her true form. That face, originally full of death and resentnt and hideously ugly, now appeared pale, yet her beauty was evident.
An oval face, phoenix eyes, smiling lips, slender arched eyebrows...
This was the face of an ancient beauty.
The resentnt Little Taotie had unwound in her hands ford a gray cocoon like a Furball, with scenes playing on its surface.
Zaizai, whose cultivation had improved, could now see the vengeful spirit’s past through the resentnt...
This was a deep palace beauty who, due to her average family background, did not receive love or have children. She originally thought she would just grow old and die in the deep palace, but unexpectedly, the old emperor died, and the young beauty was forcibly taken to accompany him in burial...
A green candy erged from the broken cocoon, its surface crystal clear like a gemstone.
Little Taotie put the candy in her mouth, tasting the fragrant and sweet mung bean cake flavor.
Thinking about the mung bean cake in her little bag, Little Taotie took it out and unwrapped it.
The aroma of mung bean cake wafted, and the Ghost slowly approached, inhaling deeply.
A satisfied look appeared on the classical beauty Ghost’s graceful oval face. Mung bean cake was her favorite pastry in life, and she hadn’t tasted it for so many years, almost forgetting what it tasted like.
Just as Little Taotie wanted to ask about the missing archaeologists, a whirlpool suddenly ford in the once calm lake, and from it flew out a green-faced, tusked Evil Spirit.
The Evil Spirit appeared too swiftly, its hand, painted with bright red talons, grabbed the classical beauty Ghost into its grip and swallowed her whole!
Little Taotie rushed forward, a golden light appearing on her small fist, striking the Evil Spirit fiercely.
The Evil Spirit let out a strange "jiejie" laugh, not lingering in the fight, and retreated back into the whirlpool.
The whirlpool vanished, and the lake restored its tranquility.
Little Taotie wanted to jump into the lake but was stopped by Hua Jinyan.
When the whirlpool appeared in the lake, Hua Jinyan sensed a heavy presence of resentnt and evil thoughts, indicating that there were countless vengeful spirits and Evil Spirits beneath the lake.
Little Taotie recounted the scenes she saw from the classical beauty’s resentnt to the two of them, and Nie Qing analyzed, "In ancient tis, when an emperor died, so would decree for burial accompanints. Palace concubines without children would be taken for burial. With three thousand beauties in the harem..."
Little Taotie’s eyes were full of disbelief, "The emperor had three thousand wives buried with him?"
Nie Qing rubbed his nose, "Strictly speaking, all palace maids counted as the emperor’s...."
Little Taotie was stunned, "Then how many Ghosts are beneath the lake?"
Nie Qing took a deep breath, "If luck isn’t on our side, and this truly is an ancient emperor’s tomb, there could be a thousand or more troops buried here... at least a thousand vengeful spirits and Evil Spirits."
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